Solo by Fernando Impagliazzo
I could write you a long poem
About the loneliness of the HIV-positive man
But that would be unfair to me
We were two, he played the drums
And I, the vocalist and guitarist
We hit the big time for a while
Until the noisy sound of the drum cymbals
Bored the hell out of me, his bass drums
I realized something was wrong
I could write you a long poem
About the loneliness of the HIV-positive man
But that would be unfair to me
The drummer remained there, on the corner
Brightening up my life
Then a guitarist showed up
He soloed well, almost like Jimmy Hendrix
But it didn’t take me so long
I got bored with that 1960s overrated rock’n roll
I could write you a long poem
About the loneliness of the HIV-positive man
But that would be unfair to me
The guitarist sat down beside the drummer
They kissed and started to talk about life,
Watching that scene filled me with joy
then the keyboardist showed up
Disheveled, he grabbed the amplifier
And started to play Philip Glass
I could write you a long poem
About the loneliness of the HIV-positive man
But that would be unfair to me
Every day when I see the drummer
The guitarist and the keyboardist sitting together
Loving each other, I give way to my greatest pride
Having been a founder member of this band
The Lonely Men’s Lonely Hearts Club Band
Who are proud of having so many lonely men
By your side
We’d love to take you home with us
We’d love to take you home
I could write you a long poem
About the loneliness of the HIV-positive man
But that would ignore that the career of a man
is always the size of a solo
Fernando Impagliazzo
Translated by Rafael Cabral
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